*Warning, some intense gore and graphic details ahead... read at your own risk*

I shivered from the contact of strong winds as it whips my hair back and forth while kissing the surface of my cheek. My vision kept fading from black void to seeing bits and pieces of the crash, a loud explosion rang in my ears, the smell of smoke and gasoline invaded the night sky and around my body.

My body felt the most intense pain than I ever have before, I couldn't will my body to move; it was as if my entire body was broken and was seconds away from welcoming death. Every few moments though I would hear the crunching of bones and taste something of meat and iron; it sickened but also pleasured me all at once.

The force of the wind got stronger and my body felt as though it were floating on cloud nine. I flutter my eyes to open slightly, only to be found in the creeper's embrace as he flew me through the night; taking a closer look at him his appearance looked that to be younger almost, instead of his wispy wiry white hair it was as black as the midnight sky, his eyes took the shade of blood red and almost glowed in the moonlight, his wingspan looked to be three times bigger than the last, and the build to his structure was more youthful and more built.

I then felt my face grow hot and a funny, tingly, and warm sensation in my lower regions.

I then heard the creature chuckle and lick his lips as he looks down in my eyes. His darkened with possessiveness, lust, and absolute want.

I grasped onto him tighter as he dove from the sky and gained speed, only to slow and hover into an abandoned factory. As we landed inside I had expected him to put me down to allow me to walk, but, he only held on tighter and continued to walk down the corridor. I felt his fingers and claws dance along the surface of my skin, trailing small circles in its wake; the pipes hissed and steamed angrily as we continued to walk through.

Screams and pleading cries can be heard and echoed all throughout the halls.

Once finally reaching an end to- what I assume to be- the creatures nest, my eyes widen and my mouth hangs open in mid scream and horror. There were the rest of my classmates, the rest of the football team, tied up and hung on the wall like an animal waiting to be slaughtered. The creeper places a hand over my mouth to silence my screams as I glance at everyone including Andy, Big K, Chelsea and.....

Scotty.

He was alive and was bound, hands and feet, to a table separate from the others, his clothes gone and only remained in his boxers. There was also a gag in his mouth to prevent him saying anything, but, I know that he feels betrayed because his eyes show anger, fury, and sadness.

The creeper had surprised me most when he set me down on my feet and entangled our fingers together, I was too paralyzed in fear to do anything. What he did next surprised everyone and made the entire room grow silent, he spoke, "I know things will be different from the way you lived before my love, but, do not fear for your new life with me will be far greater than your life before."

His voice was so deep and masculine it shook my arousal to my very core, making the sudden attraction and lust for him stronger. He made his strides wide just to reach me faster, my mouth hanging close to the ground while my eyes as big as saucers. He chuckled as he softly grasps my chin and turns it side to side, "trying to catch flies I see," he smiles, his tongue grazing the outer corner of my lips. "As much as I love to devour you and your delectable scent my love, time is running short. We must complete the process before this night ends," he grew serious suddenly, leading me towards the side of the table still holding down Scotty. He began to thrash against the rusted colored ropes as him and I stepped into the light, "you wondered why I kept you alive, yes boy?" he questioned, pulling out several weapons and placing them on the table,causing him to lay still among the hard splintering wooden table; "well you made several remarks against my mate. What better to have you repay her than with your body," the creeper growled as he found his of choice, tickling the surface of Scotty's skin before stopping directly at his chest, aiming for his heart.

"With your heart we will devour to bind our souls together, with your groin and seed I shall consummate our love and produce more offspring, and with your eyes my mate shall become safe, immune, and deliver a healthy birth to my young," he then began to whisper a different language as he buried the knife to the hilt into Scotty's chest and began to carve out his sternum to gain full access to his still beating heart. The gag in his mouth began to turn black and red due to the blood making its way up and out of the body. He started to thrash more as his body began to convulse from the sudden shock, I was petrified by the sight and had forgotten to breath at this point; the creeper then began to cut the still beating heart into two, devoured his half of the offering. Blood dripping down his chin and strings of the hearts tender muscle sliding down his throat; he looks to me and begins to form a tentative smile while coming closer to me with my half of the heart. I begin to tear up and shake my head repeatedly, not wanting to eat the heart.

The minute I did, however, I regretted it because his loving and longing look turned dark and furious.

For the first time, directed at me.

In an instant my face is tightly gripped into his form hand, squeezing both my cheeks together while his claws dug into my flesh. "Now listen love... You will eat this or so help me I will shove it down your throat forcefully!" he growled while not releasing his firm grip, there were no words to describe how terrified I was when seeing this side of him geared towards me; my longing and desire to please him grew and grew.

"O-o-o-okay, I-I'm sorry," I managed to whisper shakily as I hold my hand out for the still bleeding heart. The darkness in him vanished quickly as he placed the slimy organ into my hands, he then let go of my cheeks and stroked them, using the pad of his thumb to wipe away my salty tears, "You don't have to eat the entire thing," he cooed as he wove his finger through my hair, "your first heart is always hard so just take a few bites and swallow completely.

And, without question, I did as he asked.

As I sunk my teeth into the raw chewy meat, my stomach began to churn angrily wanting to spew up the raw organ along with its brothers, bile and acid; but, I let my mind pass it as I swallow it and take another bite, only for it to taste like sweet honey nectar on my lips and the irony taste dissolved into salty syrupy goodness. I end up eating three more bites of the heart before feeling something entirely new, like I'm connected or something.

As I moan in satisfaction I hear the creeper purr in delight.

We then turned back to Scotty, on the very cusp of death. His brain keeping him alive for just a few more moments before his soul left his body for good. It was then that the creeper bore his claws and scooped out his eyes for me to eat once again. The connection only grew stronger as I then began to hear his thoughts and feel the beating of his heart, began to breath in every breath he took. It felt as though I could no longer live a life without him and that my world was solely revolved around him and he the same for me.

Was this what it felt like to be mated with someone?

I then began to feel my teeth shift into that of needle-like points and my eyes dilate low enough to see clearly in the darkness. When my eyes adjusted to the dark I see the walls and what they harbored....

The start of a gory Sistine Chapel. A start of a grotesque masterpiece.

"And now, in the final steps, we drink each others blood to tie our blood lineage to be that of a purity and no other lines shall tear us apart. We will be eternal," he says while bringing a different up to drag across his wrist, to draw up his black blood and pass me the blade to do the same. As I did we both allowed our bloods to pool in our exposed wounds and bring each to our lips; his blood taste like the earth, grainy but natural as it smoothed down my throat and dissolved into an invigorating and unbelievable sweetness.

Our mating bond was complete.

After ceremony was completed we then consummated our desires in his bed chambers, his newly developed member burying itself into my womb before planting his seed deep within me. It was then that the feeling of contentment rested on my heart and I slowly started to forget about my old life. Only to begin anew with my mate, resting in the warmth of his embrace.

46 Years Later

It was only by the second hunting season that I realized that I was like a vampire among the breed I call my mate, the Vores.

My first 23rd spring frightened me, mostly because my stomach grew four times bigger than any pregnant woman should be. The first day I awoke I gave birth to five pups, four of them being boys the size of a schoolgirls hand and my only girl being that of regular eight pounds size. The boys all fully developed after the first week of the new hunting season while my little girl, Evangeline, was the only human in the litter; well half human.

I now stay awake for at least three added years after the last day of the hunt and when my time is up he awakens to begin our mating again, allowing me to climax as much as possible to confirm that our young will develop healthy and strong.

Our hive is strong and continues to grow in numbers.

There are times that I think of my old life and thinking of what I felt back in the past; I had gone to my father many years ago to help him pass so that his soul would be put to rest, but after that my life was fully dedicated to my mate, Earov, and my young.

Just be aware of the large shadows that come flying through then night and make sure you don't fear anything that comes your way; you never know... If one of my boys will come for something they need.

And my second liter may need more to eat.

The End